"Be the kind of person who makes Mike Pence leave."
Saturday, January 28, 2017
A Gardeners' Diary: Signs & Divinations
On a walk last week, I saw seven buzzards perched atop the crest of a neighbor's roof.
This morning some fluttering caught my eye. As I looked out my office window, rusty blackbirds began landing in the yard. Ones and twos, then fours and fives. I counted 71 before they all flew off at once.